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Mar 2nd 2011 8:31AM Growing up on a farm, we had a barn cat to help keep the mouse population down. Every now and then, she would bring my mother a dead mouse and lay it at her feet. There is no doubt in my mind that the cat was giving my mom a gift. My mother was the one that fed the cat and the only one to whom the cat ever gave this special "present". To my mom's credit, she always thanked the cat for each gift and praised her for it.
Dec 17th 2010 10:19PM As I was growing up, my grandmother lived with us in our home. She also crocheted -- mostly scarves and afghans. I remember watching TV with her in her mother-in-law suite in our home while she did her needlework. She taught me how to crochet when I was in high school and have loved it ever since. It was a special joy that she was able to pass her interest on to me.
Needlework is a dying art. Folks should keep it going -- crocheting is not only fun and relaxing, but it allows me to bless others with something unique and from the heart.